On Her Knees

 

 

 

 

On her knees

I learned to read,

As she helped me learn

That letters formed words and words

Carried you on adventures.

On her knee’s

I heard stories

Of the days when she was younger

When movies were silent

And you only paid a nickel.

On her knee’s

I discovered what being a

Granddaughter was

With only the love

Nonna could give.

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

June.3.05

In Memory of Ethel B Verbeck

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